running is a victory~

Leda darted into the dark part of the forest, preferring to slip into the shadows and remain unnoticed for the time being then to get the glory of multiple bloodbath kills. She felt out with her hands, not minding the lack of eyesight too much. Sure, it’d be better to see, but as long as she stayed alert, Leda felt fairly sure she could handle herself. She continued to explore, and kept quiet, listening for any telltale sounds of other creatures. If there was anything out there, Leda wanted to know as soon as possible.

Travis had been jogging through the forests for a while now and thought he was in the clear to stop and take a break. He gave a cautious look around before taking the bag off and carefully opened it to look in, but as he did so, he felt something wet. He put a hand to his torso and felt something sticky and instantly knew what it was. Blood. He felt his cheeks and could tell there was some there as well. He must've looked like a monster, to his brothers, sisters...and Stacey. He didn't have time to think about them now though. He needed to focus. He looked inside the back, trying to get a good glimpse of what was in there when he heard the rustling of leaves, as if someone was nearing. He looked up quickly and closed up the bag before getting behind a tree. He wondered if the person- or thing- approaching was hostile. It also just could've been Mirabelle, but better to be safe then sorry right?

Mira ran as long as she could, her legs carrying her at an ever slowing rate. She was getting tired, but knew that she had to keep up with Travis. Keeping up with people would be hard now, knowing that she was some of the smallest tributes in the games. She also wasn't strong, or agile. But at least she was 'brave'. That word couldn't mean much out here, when everyone had to be brave whether they liked it or not.

She lost track of her ally, and slowed her rate, her grip on her stake tightening. Had he left her for the monsters? Mira hadn't known Travis for very long, but she doubted that was the case. The best option was to keep a calm head. After all, that's what she told Caesar she could do. "Travis?" she whispered, blue eyes scanning the forest around her.

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Subject: Re: running is a victory~ Sat Apr 12, 2014 10:35 pm

Leda watched shadows settle on her skin and welcome her as they had welcomed the forest around her. She knew she would soon be enveloped by it, swallowed whole. The prospect didn't scare her, but it was slightly unnerving to be nearly blind. She paused for a second, taking a breath and evaluating her situation. A bag, a sort of weapon, and another bag. Leda realized she didn't know what was either and tore open both bags to see what she'd acquired. She was especially curious as to what the mesh bag contained, since everyone had one.

The insects grew silent in the spots where the other tributes were, cluing each other into the enemy's position. If they listened. The darkness made it hard to see the surroundings, but Travis could make out a round shape that looked like an egg in his bag. It sat still, making no sound. However, Leda's bag revealed a shaking egg. In the other bag, her hands touched the fleecy substance of...a sleeping bag? Deeper inside, there was a container of some sort, but it was too dark to read the label.

Travis heard his name and his head immediately snapped to where he heard it. He thought he could make out a figure and began walkingbut then stoppef and listened more. He could hear the insects scuttling, except for below him. He could tell that there were two other places where no insects were moving after focusing a bit more. He walked carefully on the direction of where he heard his voice an said quietly to the darkness, "Mirabelle? That you?" He hoped it was because he wanted to avoid as much fighting as possible for the moment.

Eben headed into the forest, following his allies that had gone in not long before him. The forest got darker the deeper he walked. All around him, Eben could hear the sound of insects, all sorts of different species, he hoped none of them were overly dangerous. He took a small break to look through the mesh bag that he grabbed.

Mira noticed that the forest seemed to get darker and darker, and that scared her. How could she be sure of anything if she couldn't see? It was hard enough to survive when it was light, much less when it was dark. The shadows creeped along her pale skin, making her feel like a kind of bug was moving on her, which made her all the more uncomfortable. She heard a voice, a familiar one at that.

Mira smiled in the darkness, and nodded, but then remembered that no one could actually see her very well. "Yeah, it's me," she whispered back, keeping her voice as low as possible. Who knows what was lurking in the night, waiting to snack on the tributes? Mirabelle tried to avoid thinking like that though, she didn't want to let her imagination wander to dangerous places. Deciding that she was safe for the time being, she pulled the bag off her shoulders and opened it. The girl didn't know what was actually in the bag, but she hoped it wasn't anything bad. Most likely not, but you couldn't ever know in the games.

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Subject: Re: running is a victory~ Sun Apr 13, 2014 3:08 pm

Leda ran her fingers over the surface of the egg. I hope it doesn't eat me, she thought, continuing deeper in the forest. Something about the noises of the bugs was bothering her. She stood still and silent, listening, and realized there were other spots where no bugs could be heard. Damn it. Leda decided to take her chance now before she was attacked and change locations. She hugged her egg close to her body and headed away from the dark forest.

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Leda's escape went largely unnoticed by the other tributes; they were too focused on the bags, which all held the similar shape of an egg. Mirabelle's and Travis's eggs began to tremble, but Eben's remained still.

Not noticing Leda disappear, the girl felt inside of her bag. The shape was rounded, kind of like a... an egg? Mira was confused, but didn't say anything about it. Did the others have similar things in their bags? She'd have to ask. Before she asked, the girl thought about the things that could come from eggs. Chickens came from eggs, but Mira knew that this egg seemed larger. It also seemed to be quivering.

Gently taking the bag in both her arms, the girl pressed it to her chest softly, as if to warm it up. "Do you have an egg too?" she whispered softly. The girl didn't know if she was whispering to hide from the things that could kill her, or so she wouldn't wake up whatever baby was in her egg. Either way, she wanted to keep it safe. "Mine's shaking," she observed, patting the egg through the bag.

He let out a quiet sigh of relief and smiled. "Good...glad to see you made it here alive. We should keep moving though." Right as he began to move however, he could feel his bag shaking. "Wait a sec..." He opened the bag and put down one of the stakes to put his hand in to feel the egg and confirmed that it was where the source of the shaking was coming from. The girl from eight asked if he had an egg and he replied, "Yeah...mine's shaking as well..." He fumbled around a bit for his stake after setting the bag down, preparing both of the weapons in case the creature was hostile.

Eben continued walking, he didnt know exactly where he was going. Up ahead, it looked like there was something in the shadows. He approached slowly, his weapon raised in defence. The shapes resembled humans, but were they allies or enemies. "Hello?" He called out.

As Eben spoke, his egg began shaking in the bag. Meanwhile, Mirabelle's egg burst open, and the creature inside began to thrash to get out of the bag. She of course couldn't see it, but the little thing looked like this:

Anklyosarus, the Club-Tail. It fights with its tail and has more stamina than most; it eats plants.

Travis's egg hatched on the ground, and let out a squeak of happiness. The two spikes pointed at it resembled himself.

Triceratops, the three-horn. It attacks and defends with its horns. It eats plants.

Travis gulped as it cracked open and got ready to attack...until he saw a cute baby creature crawl out from the egg. He grinned and chuckled, taking him out of the bag and set him on the ground, crouching so that he was closer to him. "Hey there little guy...aren't you a ferocius thing." He put a stake down once more to scratch under the creature's chin for a second before pulling his hand back and grabbed the mesh bag and slung it back over his shoulder before picking up the stake again. He stood up and looked down at the dinosaur and thought for a few moments, trying to think of a name for the little guy. His first thought was Blaze, but then decided against that when he got a much better idea. "I know...I'll call you Yoshi!"He laughed for a moment and then turned when he heard someone call out. He immediately looked through the darkness, alert. "Who's there? Name or district should do fine...assuming you're a fellow tribute..."

Holding the bag close to her body obviously wasn't a wise decision as she felt the thrashing becoming more powerful. Carefully opening the bag, she reached her hand inside to see what had hatched out of the egg. She felt spikes, running along the back of the reptile, and then a club-like tail. A dinosaur? Mira wasn't very familiar with her dinosaurs, but guessed it was the one that bashed things with it's tail, and was probably well armored. She couldn't be sure though, after all she couldn't see it very well.

Mira left he bag open and put it too the ground so that the little dinosaur could be let out. She then put the canteen in her bag and slid it over her shoulder, so she could just hold her weapon in her hand. Hearing Travis speak, she perked up, not knowing if the tribute was friendly or not. If not, she would have to be ready to fight. The girl also wanted to keep and eye on her little friend, but she wasn't sure if it would stay with her or not. Could dinosaurs be tamed?

Eben heard someone talking not far away. The voice sounded familiar, it was Travis, from district 10. "its Eben, from district 6." he replied, moving closer to the voice. He lowered his weapon as he approached them. It was then that the egg from his mesh bag began shaking. "Uh, guys, what exactly is it in these mesh bags?" He asked them quietly, arriving at the area they were located.

As if in answer to Eben, there was a cracking sound. A creature poked its head out of the bag then.

Stegosaurus, the Spike-Tail. It uses its tail to attack and defend, while its plates display its emotions. It is an herbivore.

But the tributes didn't have much time to take in each other or the new dino, because there was the sound of footsteps and more figures appeared, but they were familiar, at least to some tributes. "Goddamn, what am I-" The old mentor cut short as he realized there were tributes in front of him. How'd he get here?"Who's there? Where am- Eben?" Gunnar was behind his twin, recognizing the voice. But wasn't Eben in the Games? The final shape spoke from behind Travis, her voice shrill with terror. "Tr-Travis?! Wh-what's going on, I thought-" she seemed to cut off with a grunt of pain.

He had been about to reply to Eben, the boy from six, when all of a sudden he heard a voice behind him. Her voice. He turned around and looked into the darkness. "Stacey?!" He heard her grunt of pain and was immediately off, trying to find her, wherever she may have been in the forest. Some part of him knew he should've stayed where he was, the same part that told him that it was all just a trick being pulled on him by the Capitol. However, that part was buried beneath worry and fear that they would hurt her and the child she might have. "Stacey, where are you?!"

Mira crouched down to the ground, keeping one hand on her reptilian friend while she balanced on her feet. Hearing that the tribute was Eben, she smiled to herself. He wouldn't hurt them, right? She trusted him, as well as Travis, and would try to keep them safe. Stroking the scales of the dinosaur, she was beginning to think of a name for it. The name would have to be gender neutral of course, because she new little about the difference between them in animals. With her adrenaline still rushing through her systems, Mira couldn't think of a very good name. Max, she thought, deciding the unoriginal name could do for now.

She was beginning to relax, until she heard the voice of her mentor. Rowan? Perking up, the tribute stood, as if that could help her see any better. Shadows filled almost all of the forest, it's a wonder she could identify where Max was. She scanned the area around her, searching for Rowan's familiar face, until she realized something. This had to be a trick. More voices filled the void, along with the sound of Travis chasing after a girl's voice. "Travis, No!" she called, not following after him. Her best bet was to stay still. "It's a trick, it's not really them." It couldn't be them... right?

Eben's egg cracked open, and a baby animal tumbled out. He had a hard time seeing it, but he could feel spikes all the way down its back. Footsteps could be heard, Eben grabbed his stake and prepared for a fight. He heard three voices, and one of them was familiar. It was his twin brother, Gunnar, who had been missing for a while. "Gunnar, is that you, what are you doing here?" He asked looking around for his brother

Mirabelle seemed to be proven wrong as the area lit up in a red glow, revealing that, yes, her mentor, along with Eben's twin were really there, full flesh and blood. Well, she could really only see Rowan; in the darkness, hedges had grown up around each pair, cutting them off from their allies.

Travis tripped over a root as he ran and the forest lit up red. A few feet in front of him, Stacey was sitting against a tree, her face skewed with pain and body covered in blood. "Tra-v-vis?" She didn't move, just blinked at him.

Travis hadn't been looking where he was going and tripped over a root, yelling as he fell to the ground. Grunting as he got up, he saw that the area now had a red glow...and against a tree, there she was. Covered in blood. His eyes grew wider and he rushed over to her and knelt beside her, a worried look on his face. "Stace? What the hell did they do to you?" He then looked around at the trees and yelled, "What did you do to her?!" He felt like he stepped into his worst nightmare. He wanted it to end, he just wanted to wake up. He backed away from the girl, holding his head in his hands as if he were going crazy.